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JOURNAL#23
scattering myself
looking
looking
looking
gold is the tender man
an untwisted heart
a whip like mind
reeling in
my unchampioned charm
attraction
bread
the start of a sandwich
for a lonely steak
no buffet to eat from
just glittering
well organized dinner tables
with no diners to seat
squeeze me
and the romantic shall scream
a murdered soul
has few true options
lucky for some though
that poetry is one.......
(Feb.21,2000 9pm)
